"This Zhuo family is the second son as the head of the family, and they live in Dongfu, so there are more people over there, it can almost be said that this family is mainly based in Dongfu, as for this side of Xifu, it is their family that lives, there are not many people, only a few of his parents and younger siblings, and a few people who are waiting."

Mixed Yuanzi pointed at Zhuo Junyue in front of him, lowered his voice, and said, "As for the reason, you also know, that's it." ”

Feng Jiu pursed his lips when he heard this, and after he said this, he naturally knew.

Dongfu lives Zhuo Junyue's second uncle, that is, the real Zhuo family bloodline, it is reasonable for him to inherit the head of the Zhuo family, and it is natural for the main residence to live in Dongfu, but this Xifu is too lonely, she walks here, giving her the feeling that although this Xifu and Dongfu exist in the Zhuo Mansion together, it is the East and West Mansions, but this Xifu seems to have been separated and abandoned.

Seeing that this mansion is still like this, how depressing must they be to live in it? Doesn't it feel like you're under a fence? Thinking that if her master knew that his descendants lived like this, he would definitely be very reluctant to blame himself.

She was in a heavy mood, looking at Zhuo Junyue who was walking slowly in front of her, and finally knew at this moment why his temperament was so taciturn.

After walking for a while, Zhuo Junyue led them to the hall of Xifu and said to the two, "You sit down for a while, and I will go to see my father and mother first." ”

"Go, go, go!" The old man waved his hand, found a place to sit down leisurely, took out the wine gourd and drank the wine, while not forgetting to say to Feng Jiu: "Sit down, don't be restrained, few people from the East Mansion on their side come." ”

Seeing this, Feng Jiu also found a place to sit down, looking at the simple living room, she couldn't help asking, "Why don't they go out to live?" With Zhuo Junyue's strength, he already has the qualifications to establish a government. ”

"It's his grandmother, his grandmother won't let them live separately, and, in addition to Junyue, his father's talent is not very good, but Junyue's younger brother is not bad, but it is in vain if he doesn't have a good teacher." The old man took a sip of wine and shook his head.

Hearing this, Feng Jiu frowned slightly: "How can there be no good teacher?" Aren't the four major sects able to be assessed? ”

The old man touched his beard and thought about it: "Didn't the old man tell you that his brother's legs were useless when he was born?" Stuck in a wheelchair all the time? He rolled his eyes, and he couldn't remember if he had mentioned it to her.

Feng Jiu was a little speechless: "Where did you say that?" You only told me that he had a younger brother and sister, and then you said that their family was so poor that there were only a few people in the family, and that his grandmother lived in a small courtyard in the early years because of poor health, and only worshiped the Buddha and recited scriptures on weekdays. ”

"Didn't you? The old man also forgot, not quite remembered. ”

He smiled wryly and said, "It's not too late to say now!" That's it, the talent is good, but a pair of legs are useless, and it's not easy to worship if you can't stand up to worship the teacher, you say, who wants to accept a person in a wheelchair as a disciple? So he has been staying at home, and his spiritual cultivation is okay, but he is not very good at cultivating martial arts. ”

Feng Jiu glanced at him and didn't speak again, instead of asking this unreliable old man, it was better to wait and see for himself and ask himself.